Gabriella hurried towards the farmhouse where she had left Priscilla. As she approached, the people were not surprised by her presence this time, instead they were afraid of the way her domineering footsteps echoed on the floor.
The servants had gathered around, looking at something, and only turned when she entered.
"What is happening here?" She asked.
"My Princess, one of us is injured." One of the servants said bowing his head and pointing at the man on the floor who they had gathered around. They had secured the wound with a piece of cloth waiting for Priscilla to return with the medicine.
"Where is Priscilla?" She asked catching the attention of the man who was wounded. He was glad to see the princess, hoping she would help treat his wound.
"She went to bring the medicine for my treatment, my Princess. Up till now, we have not seen her." The man cried.
